Kuroko no Basket x Reader

Murasakibara Atsushi

MURASAKIBARA X READER
You're Too Cute.
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A/N: if you don't like to be called cute, don't read! i personally love being called cute, i think it's such a kind hearted compliment so don't take it the wrong way xo

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"I'll get it!" you call out as you stride towards the front door. You pause and shake your head, suddenly remembering that nobody else is home with you.

Once you arrive you swing the heavy door open to reveal a boy. The tall purple haired teenager completely towers over you, despite your average height. You've seen him around school but haven't spoken to him.

His eye line falls lower to meet your gaze.

"Hmm," he hums. "Good morning."

"Good morning." you reply and eye the basketball he's holding. "Oh, are you here for Tatsu?" your head drops to the side innocently as you ask. His arm is wrapped securely around a basketball and he is holding a bag of chips in the same hand.

She's got a cute accent.

Murasakibara thinks to himself as he watches you with immediate intrigue.

"Hai," he hums and shoves a chip into his mouth.

"He's not home at the moment... but you can come inside and wait if you want." you suggest considering he's already here.

"Do you have any candy?" he asks with a sparkle in his eye. You grin and the same sparkle appears in your eyes.

"Lots." you confirm. He scurries into the house behind you and shuts the front door on his way.

"Big house." he muses and looks at the stunning art trailing down the hallway.

You glance up at the high ceiling. "This is Tatsu's house. It's stunning, isn't it?"

"You don't live here?" he questions while trailing behind you.

"Well, I do. I'm his cousin, from America. I always loved Japan and wanted to live here since I was little. Tatsu and I grew up together, our mother's are sisters and best friends so we've grown up constantly flying across the world to spend time together. I'm fluent in Japanese and he's fluent in English. One day, I decided I wanted to live here and after a long discussion with mom and dad, here I am." you explain. As your story carried on, Murasakibara listened intently and snacked on candy from the jar you gave him upon arriving in the kitchen.

"You go to Yōsen, right?" he asks. You nod, dropping your elbows onto the kitchen counter across from him as you rest your cheeks in your palms.

"Yeah, I start tomorrow. I was there yesterday with a student helper so I could find out where all of my classrooms are." you say.

"Hmm," the tall boy hums in acknowledgment.

"Y/N! I'm home!" Himuro calls out as the noise of the heavy door opening and shutting sounds through the home.

You smile brightly as your cousin strolls into the kitchen. He pauses and looks between you standing opposite his friend and Murasakibara seated on the kitchen stool. A sigh escapes his lips.

"I was hoping you two wouldn't meet so soon." he announces before walking to your side and swinging open the fridge.

"Why?" you ask curiously.

"Because knowing you two, the pantry will be empty of candy in the next few minutes." he says as he pours some milk into a glass.